Mai and Lucky Meet the Neighbors

"Okay, what would you like to do? Wait or go ahead now?"

Mai admitted that she was very curious about having sex with Ginger, and really excited thinking about having sex with Billie. "Now I'm wet again!" She was blushing, and so beautiful. "Ya know, I should have expected this. Gin and I are always talking about sex, what we like, what you guys like. I should've known. It was all leading up to this. Dang!"

Mai called Ginger back, and they went around and around for a few minutes, but finally Mai relented after talking with Billie. Blushing again, she hung the phone up, turned to me.

"Ginger says that she wants Billie to come over tonight, for us to get together. It's all she's thinking about now; she can't get it out of her mind. And Billie said now that he knows about this afternoon he really wants to. Would you feel left out? If we do it, I mean, tonight? Without Ginger?"

"Luscious, it's not like we haven't done this before with another guy. It was fine with you and Keith and me. And there've been times when there's been another woman and no guy for you. That's not the point. It'll work out. It always has. I'll join in if you want, or I'll just watch if that's what you'd like. You know that I'm okay with this. I love to watch you have sex, so think about how you'd like to have the evening go. Dinner, what to wear, all that. What you'd like to do with him, what you'd like him to do, all that as well. Then relax and let it happen."

"Well, Ginger said I should do it while I'm really excited about it, before I change my mind or lose my nerve." Ha, slim chance either of those would happen.

Billie took Ginger to the airport, then came over, smiling. "What these girls will get into!" He had an armload of fresh flowers, which I set in the sink since Mai was dressing. Billie told me that Ginger had talked with him about their afternoon. "Truthfully, I wanted to wait until Ginger was with us, but she told me to come over, see what happens." I told him what Mai and I had discussed, how I was fine with whatever happened, that there was no plan, Mai would do as she liked, and it was okay with me. It might be only dinner, it might be much more.

Mai came out with glasses and a dry white wine. Her long pale hair was piled on her head, held in place by three long silver pins with mother-of-pearl knobs, thin braids making a crown around her head, soft tendrils brushing her cheeks, long dangling silver and mother-of-pearl earrings that twirled to catch the light and highlighted the silver and gold wisps of color in her lustrous blonde hair. Her glowing complexion was accented by a hint of light lipstick and makeup, and from her growing excitement. I caught the faint scents of lemon and bergamot in her wake as she passed by. One look and I knew she was completely composed and at ease now.

"Billie, hi! I know you like this wine. Hey, the flowers are beautiful, you're so sweet," and kissed him on the cheek, her hand on his shoulder, her nails the same shade as her lipstick.

"Not as beautiful as you, sweet thing," and he kissed her lightly on the lips, his hand on her waist. She blushed, but it was obvious she loved it. Smiling, she thanked him for the compliment.

Mai was radiant in a pale raspberry cheongsam, long sleeved, buttoned to the throat, with a side slit from mid-thigh to her ankle that showed her beautiful bare tanned legs and did nothing to hide her curvy figure. Matching high heels completed her outfit. "Ginger and I got this shopping yesterday, for the weekend, but I decided that tonight would be nice to wear it." She poured wine for us, and made a toast. "To good friends."

"To new adventures," I added.

"To happy times," Billie concluded. As our glasses clinked together we looked from one to another, and the tension was nearly unbearable. But after a few sips of wine we began to relax, standing in front of the glowing fireplace, talking about how nice it would be when summer finally arrived.

Mai is a touchy talker. She's always invading personal space and as we talked she'd touch Billie's arm, or shoulder, seemingly innocently, but again I wondered if it was deliberate, a mild ice breaker. Then Mai excused herself and went to the kitchen to attend to the finishing touches of the meal, humming to the soft music she'd selected.

We had shrimp and vegetables in a slightly hot curry for dinner. "Ginger told me it's one of your favorites so she and I kind of made up the recipe." Billie exclaimed several times how much he liked the meal, commenting on the flavors and textures as well as the presentation.

I waited for Mai to make some gesture or comment about how she intended the evening to proceed. Instead she talked with us about the clothes she and Ginger had seen on their latest shopping trip, and some of the things that they'd discussed in the past few days. She was clearly enjoying herself and she knew there was no reason to hurry through the meal that we were all enjoying with her. The night was young.

After we had finished a dessert of fresh strawberries Mai said, very seriously, "Billie, I like Ginger, I like her a lot. She's probably my best friend now and I would never do anything that I thought would hurt her, not anything." Before he could respond she reached over and put her hand on his. "And I like you a lot, too. A lot. Ginger knows that." She glanced to me, then back to him. "And so does Lucky." Smiling, she cleared the table as he and I went into the living room. Mai was perfectly in control and very pleased with herself.

Now she had me smiling. I poured Billie and myself glasses of cognac and we sat by the fire, talked about how, in hindsight, this evening was inevitable.

Mai returned in a few minutes, and when we saw her we were awestruck by her beauty. Her shining blonde hair was down, the thick mass of long waves now freely brushing her shoulders, a hint more makeup on her cheekbones, darker around the eyes, very exotic looking. An ankle length diaphanous saffron colored robe, only loosely belted and nearly fully open, flowed around her body as she moved. She appeared to be floating in shadows.

Mai's blue eyes were shining as she paused to dim the lights. She lit the several candles around the room, and several sticks of incense as well, and as she moved we were provided with glimpses of her full breasts jiggling slightly, taut pink nipples evident against the gossamer material, firm ass sculpted in the robe as she leaned forward. When she passed us she'd touch us on the shoulder or brush her fingers across our faces, our lips. She was smiling, like the cat that was about to eat the canaries.

"Wow, Mai, I've seen you dressed to kill, and naked in the tub lots of times, but it didn't prepare me for this. You really are one spectacular woman!"

Mai blushed, smiling at Billie. "I'm flattered, Billie. I'm happy you like how I look tonight." This was Mai at her best; sweet innocence but seductive and alluring. She loved the attention and she showed her appreciation by returning as much as she received.

"I've never seen you when you weren't beautiful, but tonight you couldn't possibly look lovelier." It was true. Her hair was shining in the candle light, her body was only teasingly concealed by the transparent robe, and what was showing was truly breathtaking. Luscious pink tipped breasts, smooth firm belly, shapely golden mound, long lovely legs. I could look at her all night and not touch her and still be satisfied. Well, almost.

The sun had set, the room was glowing. The exotic scents of patchouli and jasmine and sandalwood drifted in the air. Mai sat between us on the long sofa, reached to me, pulled me closer to her, kissed me gently, told me how much this meant to her, and how much she knew I wanted this for her.

Mai turned to Billie. "Billie, come closer?" He moved to her side and she put her hand to his face, her fingernails tracing his lips. I thought he may have shivered at her touch. "Billie, I thought it might be better to wait 'til next week, when Ginger could be with us. But she told me that you were very excited about tonight, and so are we, especially me. Then she told me that she couldn't stand thinking about it all week, that it would be better to have something happen, whether or not she'd be here. I told her I wasn't sure we'd do anything, but she said we would, and she's right. So here we are."

I had an urge to move to the other sofa facing them, but waited. This was her moment and I wanted it to be just as she wanted it, just as she'd imagined it.

Wisely, or impatiently, Billie remained silent, nodding his head, but not speaking. Mai caressed his face, and slowly moved to him, leaned to him, and I could see in her body tension the moment when their lips met briefly. She turned to me again, a huge smile on her lovely face, her eyes on fire. Her body was nearly quivering, her nipples pushing at the flimsy material. Her eyes were wide with anticipation, her nostrils flared.

"I'm so excited!"

I didn't know what Billie's style was with women, but he was gracious in letting her slowly touch him, kiss him, run her hands over him, her hand moving to the bulge in his slacks. "Kiss me, too," and she raised her head, her neck open to him, and he kissed it, making her shudder. His lips went to hers and they kissed, their bodies apart, hands moving slowly on each other. "Oh, I love that." They continued kissing, and I could see their tongues licking at each other. She held his head as he moved the robe aside to kiss her tanned shoulder, kiss the top of her full breast. His lips moved along the curves beneath her nipple. She sighed, then sat back and with trembling fingers unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it away from his shoulders. Her lips went to his black nipple and she licked, her lips closed around it, her warm hands caressing his smooth chest. He reached to her again but she gently pushed his hands away.

"I like to tease a little, Billie," and she unbuckled his belt, opened his zipper as she watched his face, "and tonight this is all about me!"

"Sweet thing, you've been teasing me since the first night. I can wait a few minutes longer, but not much more. Please."

Without responding Mai reached into his trousers. "Ohh!," as she felt his hardness throbbing already, then told him to get undressed, turned to me. "Please, you too." She was speaking very softly now, almost in a whisper. Mai's hand went to her breast and she tweaked her already hard nipple through the thin robe. She enjoyed touching herself while having sex, and although she was shy about some things, she wasn't shy about that.

Mai stood between the opposing sofas, opening the robe to let it slowly slip away, floating to the carpet, piling around her bare feet to reveal all of her lovely body. "I'd rather not get a wet spot on this, and I'm wet already." Her long legs, perfect ass and belly, her lovely mound, were so beautiful in the light of the fire. She turned to the side, her breasts full, pink nipples swollen and prominent. This for her was the best kind of foreplay, showing herself, making the anticipation grow, for her and for us.

She looked at us and grinned, knowing the effect she was having on us as she moved her hand between her legs, dipped the tip of her middle fingertip into the naked slit of her pussy and raised the glistening finger to her mouth, licked. "Umm, I like that. I like the way I taste." She turned from us and bent over, her plump smooth pussy lips visible beneath the perfect globes of her ass. She picked the robe off the floor, laying it on the chair at the end of the sofa.

Mai turned to me and leaned to kiss me, her breasts pendulous, tumescent nipples now a darker pink. She turned to Billie, over her shoulder. "Billie, I'd like you to touch me now." He was admiring her beautiful ass, one hand coming around to cup her full breast, the thumb and middle finger holding her nipple like a part of an erotic musical instrument. She closed her eyes, her breathing more pronounced. Billie began talking to her.

"Touch yourself between your legs again, sweet thing." Her eyes opened, wide, then closed again as she reached down between her thighs. Billie was caressing her back, from her shoulders to her ass. Mai spread her legs to give herself, and Billie, more access to her golden mound, her pinkness, her wetness. I lay back, Mai stroking my cock slowly as her fingers played at her slippery slit, watching as Billie leaned forward. Mai gasped as his tongue touched her. Later she told me that he had "licked my rosebud first, then my puss."

She reached to me and held my hand as he licked her, her eyes closed, breathing harder, then turned to him. He started to get up but she pushed him back. She sat between us again, leaning back, one leg curled beneath her, fondling his cock as she made small sounds in her throat; not moans exactly, but more like little sounds of satisfaction, a warm hum. She was purring. Her eyes moved from his cock to his eyes and back, then to me for a second, giving me a smile and her lips puckered in a kiss. "Would you like to go over there? I know you like to watch me." I smiled and moved to the other sofa, knowing she wanted to concentrate entirely on Billie, at least for now.

Mai sat facing Billie, her fingers moving on his stiff cock and she watched intently as it throbbed. "I like doing this, it feels so warm and soft." I was surprised, since his erection didn't look all that soft to me. She told me later that she'd really meant smooth instead of soft, "like soft as a baby's bottom, ya know?"

Billie was watching her face. "Your hand feels good on me, sweet thing, so good." She slowly stroked him, then with both hands, watching his cock, his eyes, my eyes. She felt his balls, cupping one as she continued fondling his cock. I was aching to tell her what to do, but I kept still, letting her find her way.

"Billie, it's big!" Mai had one hand on the shaft, her other hand covering the swollen head. She looked into his eyes. "I'd really like to kiss it now," and she smiled. "You know I've never been with a black man before. I've been curious though. I'm so happy you want to do this tonight. I really like you."

Billie didn't respond but to nod his head as she bent to him, kissing slowly all over the head and shaft, then licking around the head with the tip of her pink tongue, making more small sounds in her throat. It seemed that this was the first time that she had touched a cock with her mouth, and she was making love to it. His hands were on her breasts as he watched her, soft sounds singing his pleasure. Mai's blonde hair fell around her face and he gathered it behind her neck. I'd never seen her look more sensual, more erotic.

Mai's lips were on the swollen purple head and she was breathing heavily, moaning softly. She licked the head with the flat of her tongue, kissed it, her lips parting. She let it rest against her lips, then began taking him in slowly, her moans longer, her hands moving slowly on his shaft and balls. Billie closed his eyes. Mai moaned loudly as her lips slipped over the ridge, her mouth full with him now and she shivered. I knew that she was very excited, and already on the verge of an orgasm. Billie groaned and she began moving her lips down the shaft, her tongue licking the underside as she went, the pink tip emerging with each lick. He strained to push further into her mouth, but she moved slowly, enjoying every bit more of his long cock that she took into her throat. Then she moved up, allowing it to come all the way out, wet and shining. She looked at him, smiling. "It feels huge in my mouth, but I want to take you all the way, as far as I can."

Billie groaned and moved his cock again to her shining wet lips. He watched her suck and lick for a few minutes, his eyes half closed, then lay his head back, his fingers gently kneading her nipple. His other hand went to her pussy and she moaned as his long dark fingers slipped into her glistening pink slit, her body convulsing as he found a tender spot within. As she sucked and licked he fingered her pussy and ass.

Mai would stop, raise her mouth from him and stroke him, her lips going to his mouth, their tongues dancing. He brushed his fingers, slick with her juices, across her lips. Kissed her, his tongue licking away her nectar. Then her lips were sliding along the shaft, her fingers on the head. She looked at me and I knew she was smiling. She took him into her mouth again, closing her eyes. Her lips went down until she had about half his long cock in her mouth. She coughed and let him emerge from her lips.

"Billie, I want to take it all! Lie down so I can lay on you." She spread her legs, her pussy over his mouth, sighing as his tongue traced along her glistening lips. She stroked his cock as she watched it in her hand. She licked it, rubbed the head against her lips, nibbled the shaft, then slid her mouth over the head and took it in, slowly, further and further, her hands holding his black balls, coughing once but continuing. She stopped, let him free, and then began again.

She continued, each time going a little further, his cock sliding into her throat a little deeper, until her mouth was nearly to his black curly pubic hair. Saliva coming out of her nose, she stopped moving, and I thought for a moment that he'd cum in her mouth, but he was still tonguing her pussy as she played with his balls. Then she let it fully emerge, inch by inch, glistening with her spit. She took a deep breath, looked down between her legs, moaned as Billie tongued her nude lips.

"Oh, wow, I did it! I've been fantasizing about doing that since the very first time I saw you." She did it again, this time keeping it in her throat as she moved her head up and down a few inches. Now she had it all, her lips at the base of his cock, as Billie moved two fingers into her pussy. She moved on him slowly, both of them moaning, Billie telling her how wonderful her mouth was on him, how he could feel her tongue, her lips, her teeth. He told her how sweet her pussy tasted, how wonderful she smelled and looked.

Mai sat up, stroking his cock. "You have a nice curve. It helps to get it into my throat." He licked her puckered rosebud, sending shivers through her body. "Oh, Billie!" She bent to his cock again, moving her pussy to his mouth. His middle fingertip was playing between her cheeks, making her wiggle her ass. He licked her lips again and I saw her body grow tenser, her muscles tighten and she moved her pussy tighter against Billie's mouth. She was moaning, the sounds getting stronger, his hands pulling her tighter to him, her body shaking. Finally, she let his cock escape from her mouth.

"I want you inside me now, in my puss." She was gasping, trying to catch her breath, her saliva covering her mouth and chin, her fingers still stroking his throbbing cock. I thought again that he may have cum in her mouth, but she wasn't done torturing him yet.

"Sweet thing, let me cum first, my balls are about to explode. I know if I go in your sweet cunt now I'll cum in a second, and I want to make the first time in you last a good long while." She laughed, her eyes on his as she hummed in agreement, licked the shaft and the head before taking him into her mouth again. She played with his balls as she sucked, her cheeks hollow, and I knew from the way his body tightened that he was getting very near the point of no return.

Mai pulled her head back and sat up. He groaned, looking to her. His cock was throbbing in her hand, straining for release.

"Just let it go, Billie. I'll do what feels nice for both of us." Billie stood up and she rose with him, leaned to him, her legs parted, fingers at her pussy, her head moving as she sucked. She squatted, both feet flat on the floor, took his cock between her lips again, her mouth moving on his cock very slowly, soft moans coming from her throat as her hand held the base, Billie's fingers in her hair. She glanced up at him, making eye contact, his hands now behind his neck, fingers interlaced, looking down at Mai, watching his black cock slide into her pink lips.